12.01.2004
Hey, look over there....huh, made you look.
I got my typing box up and running for the meantime. We'll see how long it lasts. I started a post earlier just to have the fucking machine shut down on me again. Stupid technology.
Next on my list of things to repair: my house's water heater. As much as I enjoy mobile showering, it makes me feel kinda homeless. You know, just showing up at somebody's home and being all like "Hey, what's up. Is CSI on? Rad. Hey...I'm gonna grab a coke and shower...don't mind me."
Much praise to my friends who have been supporting my habit during this period of unprecedented laziness...wait...who am I kidding? My laziness has plenty of examples to look to for guidance.
In other news, I found myself in a self-realized comical situation yesterday at the H.E.B....standing in the "10 items or less" checkout line with a bag of cat food and a tray of single-serving sushi (prepared fresh everyday!).
I was on the look-out for the camera taping for Fox's new reality show "The World's Singlest Slacker"...is that Morrissey I hear playing in the opening credits?
i can see you know, Mel-a-rific grin, catfood in one arm, sushi in the other...
you sound like me...i bought milk and beer today. and i got carded...that ALWAYS makes me smile. some southern sassy belle in line behind me said, "that makes ya feel good, don'it?" I had to concur.
all in all it was a wacky trip to the supermarket...on my way in, i saw an SUV back into a convertible. on my way out, i almost got run over by another SUV, this time driven by some guy who had a strong "herbal" smell wafting behind him. Sheesh. i'm totally rambling...i'm gonna go now.
LOVE!
~The Booklahver
A friend of mine and I used to get a big kick out of messing with Randall's consumer profile data.
For three months everyday we'd go into Randall's and purchase exactly an eighteen pack of Milwaukee’s Best and one other item using his "Remarkable Card"...
One time it was green food dye, another time it was a head of lettuce, and then a box of tampons...you get the picture.
Although we never got to see the marketing interns face as the tried to sort out the data, the idea of it in our heads was enough to keep us going and, as a parting gift, gave us something to talk about while downing the eighteen of The Beast.
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